[Writer note: POV is changed with the name of character present at the start, such as "The Servant"]
The Servant,
2022/England,
Time is nothing more than a concept. It is feeble and intangible, yet so fragile. Humans for centuries have tried to comprehend time, but have failed. As for me, the time is nothing more than a book that has no end to it.
After his nine years of hard work and struggle, Daniel was ready to head out for the collection of the rest of the artifacts. But today, unknown to him, the true education of his duties and responsibility began.
Today, he woke up on the abandoned street of London. Looking around in daze and confusion, He wasn't certain whether he was in a dream or not. Only signaled by the lack of fellow humans. While going down the same road he has been going for the last 9 years.
He noticed everything was as it was supposed to be. Cars parked outside of houses and buildings empty, no human insight. Soon the panic started and Daniel starting running on the usual path. Soon he arrived at St. pule and he hurried inside in desperation of wanting to lay eye on at least one other person.
Finally reaching it, he went up to the stairs and push the door open. He was finally in, just another set of doors, which leads to the main hall. As he placed his hand on the closed doors, he was everything but prepared to see or comprehend what was on the other side. Once open, he witnessed pure horror.
The hall was painted with blood and decorated internals. Pieces of human bodies, torn and twisted, lying on the floor and benches, floor, walls, and the ceiling. All those people he would normally meet and greet, all of them now shattered in front of him. In the very front of his eyes the upper half of Simon, his face looking at him. The expression of confusion and surprise stuck on his face.
At that moment Daniel was blank, simply he did not how to react to this. Maybe he thought this all was nothing more than a nightmare. He walked forward, walking over the chaos. All those people who helped him taught him, took care of him, his friends and family, all of his teachers and all of the church, now bloody pieces.
As he reached the altar he found yet another horrifying sight. The mangled bodies of his parents and above them The Red Cross stabbed onto the altar. His mind could not believe anything anymore, becoming dumb. Even though he had a mouth, he could not scream. At last, a loud thud came from behind him, as he turns around to face the cause of the noise. Just catching a glimpse of a figure before getting lift off his feet and being slammed on to the upper wall of the altar.
Daniel Grayson,
The shock broke something inside me and the pressure made my head pulsate. Despite the pain, I looked at the thing standing in front of me. A humanoid figure, white skin, and spiral arms and legs attached to a body with a spiral pattern embedded on it. His face was smooth, with two intrude for eyes and a bigger one for the mouth. Giving off a blue mist from his body and pointing his hand towards me.
Just what is that thing, was he responsible for all this and how do I kill it, all that rushed inside my mind.
[Good morning Daniel]
A weaker and softer voice came from the side. Another figure came into view, an old man walked in front of me. He was not a human, his skin was blue with a white beard and ballad head. His eyes were glowing white and he was wearing blue robes with a black outline.
The Servant,
[Did you enjoy this... experience, Daniel?]
[You fucker...What the...Hell are you!]
[Me... nothing more than a servant, sent here to teach you, Daniel]
[Teach me...Fucking what?]
[The gravity of your responsibility... this is what your failure will bring upon the world in future... do you understand that, Daniel]
[Shut your fucking mouth...And shove your teaching up your ass!]
I felt disappointed, but then again he was still a child, lacking reason and discipline.
[I see...how disappointing, it seems you would need to see more to understand]
I clapped my hand, to bring out yet another exhibit. Out came Clementine. She was lifted by both her hands, in midair. She was asleep until she woke up. She looked around, confused and unaware of what surroundings.
[Daniel...What...Is...Happening?]
Once she got a good look around her. Her emerald eyes widened and the horror started becoming visible on her face.
[NO! don't look...(He glared at me)You bastard!]
[Right now, she will be a perfect example of what I am trying to make you understand, Daniel]
My eyes went back to Clementine. Now filled with tears.
[Wha...what is happening?...] She started sobbing
[Dame it... I told you not to look!]
I lifted my hand towards her, air accumulated into my hand, forming a sphere. I sent it towards, appearing in front of her. In the next moment, a powerful pressure realized from the sphere, her lower body blew off. Leaving a trail of blood and falling on to the ground behind her. Her hand was released and she fell on to the ground. She screamed on top of her lungs until she slowly started to pass out and died.
The horror on his face and rage in his heart. But that wasn't my purpose. Tears rolled down his cheeks, as he smiled at me.
[That's it... You're fucking dead!]
That is when he showed determination and desire. His eyes shined white, as rage and anger turned into his strength. He started pushing himself off the wall. Even though he had the weight of the power of my divine minion, Xaximus.
A weight that would be equal to the pressure in the deepest part ocean. His will and determination were stronger. similar power that I saw in the eyes of the previous one.
His body started to move away from the wall. He reached out for the Red Cross. But making him undergo this torment was not to make him hateful. Just a few centimeters away from his hope, but I even took that from him. Pulling it out and then shooting it straight into the center of his being. His scream filled the cathedral.
[Hush...Child]
As I placed my hand over his head. He became silent, as it numbed his pain. He gave me his final look, with his red in his eyes, filled with murder.
[You don't seem to understand, it seem you have to be educated... prematurely]
[You... fucker... I'll fucking...kill you... I swear...]
I sighed and he passed out.